Chapter 11 Giving In

• Dante POV
• I want to hold her, feel her warmth, feel her skin against mine without fully breaking the fragile barrier that still keeps her oblivious to me. For now, I can wait. For now, the torment is enough. I lay beside her, my body pressed against hers, and she stirs, instinctively moving toward me. Her body molds against mine, soft and inviting, and I let out a deep groan, feeling the rush of desire like a flood.
• Fuck, little deer, if only you knew what I could give you.